I may poet my mind but I fiction my body.

Have we seen you before.

Maybe I will poet my mind; I’ve done verse things.

Perhaps a sausage

A bacon and ego sandwich, please.

I was at the deli one day, and suddenly wit got real!

This DELI must be Fake, if it is something you visit before your Real…

Why don’t you give it a rest and get real ?

I got a pastrami sandwich and received total consciousness. So I’ve got that going for me, which is nice.

Can I just prose my mind to the local community?

It’s upmarket, it’s junque food.

If you decide to poet your mind, make sure you get a Poetic Licence first.

If you poet your mind and don’t wear protection;
You may end up having a brain-child.

at the Corner before your REAR with a Cob!

Leggo my ego!

Coffeehouses too passe for the current Beat generation.

I saw the best minds of my generation free to the Deli.

A visit to the corner deli should be fun da mental to your life.

Mmm… Brains…

To really free one’s mind to the deli, order the tongue sandwich.